Tibbli

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Walrus Teacup

Seaweed Mustache

Nobody had ever seen Tibbli

in much of a hurry.

The wind usually was.

One morning, Tibbli climbed

into its little boat.

The water was already moving.

The wind was already blowing.

The sail was lying in a heap,

wrinkled as a sleeping accordion.

Tibbli took the rope.

Pull.

The sail lifted.

Pull.

The sail lifted a little more.

A sandwich was waving

from the lunch basket.

Tibbli let go.

The boat drifted sideways

like a duck on roller skates.

A fish swam past wearing

a seaweed mustache and

carrying mustard.

The mustache had handlebars.

"Bon appétit."

A seagull landed carrying a clam

like a briefcase.

"You've traveled

approximately nowhere."

"Thank you."

Tibbli took another bite.

The wind waited, making tiny

hats out of sea foam.

The rope cleared its throat.

"Oh."

Tibbli took a pull.

The wrinkled sail rose like

a walrus getting out of a teacup.

Pull.

It stretched.

Pull.

It opened.

Then—

the wind caught it.

The sail filled like a frog's

cheeks at a birthday party.

The boat leaned.

The sandwich slid six inches

and reconsidered everything.

Tibbli wasn't pulling anymore.

The sea opened ahead.

Wheeeee!

The moon smiled upside down.

The earth whispered, "Wheee."

And there are popsicles on

Thursdays.

Small pull

Big wheeee

— Spunky Mind

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